June 18, 2020

Darling ghost, I can always rely on my sisters to snap me back to life. They will grab my leg and drag me through the mud or chocolate. I wonder what drives people to sacrifice. Maybe because it is ineffably beautiful, someone like me who lack conviction might never grasp or understand it. I can say I am happy but not content. If they are equivalent, I know not what my bigger picture is.

Your jigsaw puzzle.